Read Poem: Airing Out the Wound, by EnspiredPoet

Walking in an alley.

It’s nothing new.

Just something I do to get through

the tough times.

Emotions marinate like steak, I

think I need some tenderizing.

There’s no timing like perfect timing

but, striving to be perfect

is like driving a car into the horizon.

You’ll never drive by it.

Maybe that’s why it’s

so hard to heal my heart.

Because people aren’t perfect.

And it’s hard to find closure

when I feel like putting the work in isn’t worth it.

I mean, if real conversations aren’t willing to be had

then, what is the purpose?

I know that actions speak louder than words

but, words aren’t worthless.

Sometimes, in order to heal we

need to peel open the seal and

talk about things

that are below the surface.

Genres: Family, Friendship, Hurt, Life, Pain, Relationships, Rhyme,